[Hook: 2D & San Fernandez Youth Chorus] (I need a gun to keep myself from harm) (The poor people are burning in the sun) But they ain't got a chance, they ain't got a chance I need a gun cause all I do is dance Cause all I do is dance I need a gun to keep myself from harm The poor people are burning in the sun But they ain't got a chance, they ain't got a chance I need a gun cause all I do is dance Cause all I do is dance [Verse : Bootie Brown] In my backpack, I got my act right In case you act quite difficult And your resolve weaken with anger and discontent Some are seeking and searching like Nimoy I'm a peace-loving decoy, ready for retaliation I change your whole location to a pine box six-under Impulsive don't ask why or wonder Orders given to me is: Strike and I'm thunder with lightning-fast reflexes on constant alert From the constant hurt that seems limitless with no dropping pressure Seems like everybody's out to test you 'til they see your break You can't conceal the hate that consumes you I'm the reason why you fill up your Isuzu Chill with your old lady at the tilt, I got a 90 days visit And I'm filled with guilt from things that I've seen Your water's from a bottle, mine's from a canteen At night I hear the shots Ring so I'm a light sleeper The cost of life, it seems to get cheaper Out in the desert with my street sweeper The war is over so said the speaker With the flight suit on Maybe to him I'm just a pawn So he can advance Remember when I used to dance Dang, all I want to do is dance [Outro: San Fernandez Youth Chorus] (Dance) (Dance) (Dance) I need a gun To keep myself from harm